Pumpkin hunting at one of our favorite places. “I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.” —Henry David Thoreau
Pumpkin hunting at one of our favorite places. “I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.” —Henry David Thoreau
I would have liked to zip in and out sans kids but because you close at 5pm and my husband doesn’t get home until 6pm, I had no choice. Plus, I want to take my kids to the post office. I want to explain how “mailing a letter” works and what “stamp” means and I [...]
Owen was drawing on the slate hanging in the playroom when I noticed one of the toys underneath the slate was covered in chalk dust. I blew the chalk dust off. Owen: “Mommy, that’s not a cake, OK? It’s not a cake.” “I wanted to buy a candle holder, but the store didn’t have one. [...]
My dad was sick—we think it’s the first Pork Festival he’s missed since his dad helped create it. The kids walked away with homemade Barbie clothes and wooden trucks (thanks Aunt Ellen), as well as full bellies. Despite the missing family, it was a fun—and beautiful—day. “Life is a festival only to the wise.” —Ralph [...]
“It would seem that something which means poverty, disorder and violence every single day should be avoided entirely, but the desire to beget children is a natural urge.” —Phyllis Diller
I was switching laundry in the basement when I heard yelling—from all the way up in the boys’ bedroom. The boys yell a lot and I’m pretty good at noting the difference between a he-took-my-toy yell and a I’m-hurting-for-real yell. James’s yell became louder and louder so I abandoned the laundry and ran up the [...]
Picked up Sophie from preschool, dropped her off at play date. Came home with both boys and found a half-eaten plastic sandwich bag in living room. Realized bag had been filled halfway with raisins. Made lunch. Vaguely remembered something about dogs + raisins + toxicity. Marveled how the brain pulls out bits of long-ago information [...]
“There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle.” —Deepak Chopra
Scene: Owen is sitting on the leather chair in the living room. His milk is in a cup (with a lid) on the floor, 6 feet away from him. Owen: “Where’s my milk? Where’s my milk? WHERE’S MY MILK!” Me: “It’s right there, Owen. You can get it.” Owen: “No. I can’t, Mommy. You get [...]
Sophie woke up wanting to “teach the boys how to paint.” She’s not the most patient of teachers. She also dislikes mixing colors. Although the pictures depict a rather lovely experience (and for awhile, it was), it did not end well. I suppose, for a more truthful depiction, I should take pictures across the spectrum. [...]

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